Poetry: Bath

I’m an island jutting
out—warm fleshy curves
dotted by bright sparkling
water drops. Sinking beneath

calm seas, breath moves 
as rhythmic ocean waves
I control. My hand
twists through dark, tangled

seaweed while steady drums
beat, beat, beat—soundtrack
of me. Moonlit skies
fill with phoenix song

promising protection from sea
monsters pressing sharp claws
into soft skin. Foggy
dreams dance with wild

wind, whispering gentle truths
sometimes forgotten. I’m an
island jutting out—carving
a place my own.

49 thoughts on “Poetry: Bath

  1. This is so beautiful, Bridgette. I love the way the lines in your poetry flow from one verse to the next. You have such excellent talent as a poet and writer, and I could visualise every word and sentence that you mentioned.

    I wish you and your family a very Happy New Year. May 2023 bring all good things for each of you. Hugs 🤗 Xx 💓

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    • Awww. Thank you, Ellie! I’m smiling wide over hear from such a kind comment.

      I hope you have a Happy New Year as well! I’m very much looking forward to what joys and struggles the next year will bring!

      Hugs 😍❤️❤️

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      • I’m glad my comment made you smile, Bridgette. Yes, I wonder what this coming year will bring, too. I have my last counselling session on Wednesday and am rather dreading it, especially when there is no one else in place to take over my therapy at the moment. It could be several months’ wait. I can’t change the situation, so am trying (not very successfully) not to be so frightened about the whole situation. Hugs for you, also. Xx 💖🤗💞

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